Loneliness

Loneliness

It was a quiet night. No cars driving by, honking(按喇叭) their horns(门窗框). No sounds of little kids yelling(叫喊). No dogs barking(狗叫). Just peaceful and quiet. A gentle breeze blew with an occasional smell of spring in it. The air was just right, cool and fresh. Keith sat on his favorite porch(门廊) rocking chair(摇椅). He was just relaxing and gathering his thoughts. He liked to think. He thought about his dreams, he thought about his life and how it was going. He thought about his dog and how it used to be a playful puppy (小狗)full of energy. It sure grew up fast. Keith thought about a girl he once fell in love with. She should probably get married before she turned thirty. Who knows maybe she'll never get married.

As Keith sat there, now thinking about his new, red truck, he noticed his shoe was untied. He stretched down(弯下) to retie it and saw a small card beside his foot. Funny, he hadn't noticed it there before. Maybe it blew up in the breeze. Yes that's what happened, the wind had blown it there when he was off in dreamland. Oh well, he thought and then he picked it up. The card had printing on it. It simply read, "go look in your mail box". Keith gave out

a small chuckle [ˈtʃʌkl](轻声地笑) and thought about his mailbox. Was someone joking around with him? It was probably that pesky neighbor boy, James. He was always coming up with something new and unusual to try out on his neighbors. "What the hell", Keith said aloud. He then stood up and walked over to his mailbox and opened it up. "Yep, another card", he said. The same small, black print on it too. Except this card said something just a little different.